Last night, I had a dream in which I was pregnant and I was carrying the baby in a very peculiar way. Click here to see a drawing of what my stomach looked like. And in my dream, every time the baby moved, my stomach moved, too -- sort of like when a dog rolls around under a bed sheet. I mean, it moved a lot. I don't remember much else, other than I went into labor and it was quite painful. And for some reason, I was wandering around a department store, waiting to give birth because for some reason the hospital wouldn't take me in.
Note: When I woke this morning, my belly felt very sore.